Parable of the White Willow - Clara Sanabras & The Real Lowdown

Girl, I don't want nobody, and you don't want nobody I was just getting started, let this be your party I don't want nobody, and you don't want nobody I was just getting started, let this be your party You called me on my phone last night And you told me send the homies home that night And you said nobody was invited And you really didn't make it sound excited Then you said your "Lucy, Lucy" with a kissy face Then I said, "Well I don't know no fuckin' Lucy, babe" Then you said, "Well, yeah, you know me from your latter days Who ya think was runnin' with ya when your homies caved? And when they ran up in your shit that made your homies lay? Or when them Baltimore niggas shinin' at your face? Or when them motherfucking niggas from the Southside? Lit your block up, but ya wasn't even outside? Or remember when a nigga tried to jump you? And you called a handgun strap and the ran, fool? Or remember when your broke black ass was hungry? In the fridge and now ya only eat the finer things" Now let me tell ya I don't want nobody, you don't want nobody Let's just get it started, let this be our party I don't want nobody, you don't want nobody Let's just get it started, let this be our party I said, "Aight, baby, listen, what you want then?" She said, "Nothin' I just want you leave your girlfriend" I said, "Hell nah, shawty, what you talkin' 'bout?" She said, "Nigga, you know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout!" Or should I bring up when you was fuckin' on so-and-so on tour? When you were lying, tellin' her that, she the only one who gettin' dick Sayin' that you love that other bitch and how you need a fix And ain't nobody hittin' on that shit like you be doin' it Wait, hol' up, hol' up Aright look I ain't tryna tell take it there In this world mother, no one can love me In this world they do not know how to love me In this world mother, no one can love me In this world they do not know how to love me Where is that pure loving love Where is that truly loving me Where is that pure loving love Where is that truly loving me Their white song longs to me Their white song longs to me In this world mother, no one can love me In this world they do not know how to love me In this world mother, no one can love me In this world they do not know how to love me Where is that pure loving love Where is that truly loving me Where is that pure loving love Where is that truly loving me Their white song longs to me Their white song longs to me

Listen to the wailing of the willow Listen to me crying on my pillow Crying for I know my love is gone from me Living in a world of different places Looking at a million different faces Yet I see a face in every face I see Love must lack a sense of humor It laughs when other people cry Love would love to hear the rumor That you and I have finally said goodbye I know that every heart was made for breaking And my love was ready for the taking Still I won't complain for someday love will call again Must I take a memory as a token To replace a heart that love has broken? Will the wailing willow always weep for me? Must I see a face in every face I see Listen to the wailing of the willow tree

Eywa meuianga' Tsmukan sì tsmuke tireapivängkxo (Eywa, Eywa) Mother Earth, praise her light Brothers and sisters, we commune with you (Eywa, Eywa) Mother Earth, praise her light Source creates the birds that go (Eywa, Eywa) I don't see you in the forest no more I yearn for you, but you're so far away in your tree home I'm by the obelisk, come and just sneak a kiss All aboard the machine and berserkers running after him Berserkers running through the wind Berserkers heart is breaking slowly The elders didn't want this and she's running through the forest like Eywa meuianga' Tsmukan sì tsmuke tireapivängkxo Mother Earth, we praise your light Your sisters and brothers We commune with you Your sisters and brothers We just love in you All the natives of the windy forest All the natives of the windy forest Come hither All the natives of the windy forest All the natives of the windy forest Feel the music soaking in your pores Feel the music soaking in your pores The forest children are making songs And trying to get you to sing along Meuianga' Eywa Meuianga' Eywa [?] Meuianga' Eywa Meuianga' Eywa [?] Meuianga' Eywa Meuianga' Eywa [?] Tìyawn Eywa meuianga' Eywa meuianga' Eywa meuianga' Tireapängkxo, we fly We fly, we fly We fly, Eywa We fly [?] All the natives of the windy forest

Well there comes Lola, out of control-a: She just loves those rhythm and blues. And miss Ivy will be arriving; In leopard skin tights she's willing to cruise. It's a fiend scene and it happens 'bout once a week. SO FOR SOME BREAD COME DO YOUR HEAD AND GET LOW DOWN IN THE STREET. There's Jimmy and Jojo, there's Kim and Keith, Way outside the eyes of cool. And sweet M.B., and there's little G.B. Everybody wants to be their fool. It's a fiend scene and it happens here ev'ry week. So roam on in, it ain't no sin to get low down in the street. Some nights are lonely, some nights are lazy, But ain't nobody try and slip away. They'll make you loose. They'll make you crazy. Know what I mean, what you say, what you say. It's a fiend scene and it happens 'bout once a week. So roam on in, it ain't no sin to get low down in the street.

It was a moonlight mishap You lost your party hat Seems your lifestyle ain't so worthwhile, after all A heavy-hearted taxi ride Then a walk on the wild side Did your guardian angel let you down? Gonna lay low and play it straight It's time to rejuvenate Gonna kick start your heart until you come around I can tell you now You've really gotten the blues I can tell you now That I've walked in your shoes Gimme the sweet and lowdown You better get outta the way It's history made the hard way From a hero to a zero once again Ain't no time for vanity Or this insanity You're maladjusted And now you're busted once again I can tell you now It comes as no surprise I can tell you now By that look in your eyes Gimme the sweet and lowdown You're looking kinda punch drunk 'Cause that's the way you strut your stuff With a swing and a swagger, down the road you go You shoulda made a better choice And listened to your inner voice You gotta get right or get left, don't y'know I can tell you now It's the peak of bad news I can tell you now That I've walked in your shoes Gimme the sweet and lowdown The sweet and lowdown Gimme the sweet The sweet and lowdown

Oh, my Life has passed me by The country I was brought up in Fell apart and died Oh, no Ooh, love no longer there Cold wind blew away the sun That used to warm the air Lowdown Ooh, I'm feeling pretty bad Feeling like I lost the best friend That I ever had Lowdown I got to find a way Got to make the people see The way I feel today Hey, yeah, hey, yeah Yeah, yeah, hey Hey, yeah Oh, yeah Yeah yeah, oh, no Love no longer there Cold wind blew away the sun That used to warm the air Lowdown Ooh, I'm feeling pretty bad Feeling like I lost the best friend That I ever had Lowdown Oh, I got to find a way Got to make the people see The way I feel today Hey, yeah, hey, yeah Yeah, yeah, hey Hey, yeah